[00:13.64]作曲/编曲 Yuria Miyazono
[00:26.26]作词 tumuri
[00:43.81]whon iou's wer losin te deepes fres of fairies,
[00:49.52]te senpos wa melodi of te harp ont flut.
[00:54.52]en twilih of evoni, tei're humen wit kietnes.
[01:00.74]te boi wa alon en te kasle.
[01:05.84]te boi had lih sken.
[01:08.45]his lif-strem wan sen srou te surfas.
[01:10.84]te evoni lih fadet awai to te gor harp's melodi.
[01:16.75]a velveti blac surten cam don fron te weski.
[01:22.78]hi new acomen kolaps of te kasle
[01:30.04]a krista birt is flen awai srou te fores.
[01:35.44]hi gos don te spiral satairs folowet bi dar to hide en rosgardeon.
[01:40.98]so plese sena fairi-son fron te deepes fores.
[01:46.38]e mus fint iou befor naht woult com ther.
[02:00.75]whon io's wer losin te deepes fores of fairies,
[02:06.13]te senpos wa melodi of te harp ont flut.
[02:11.27]en monlith of midnaht.
[02:14.30]tey ceset humen wit darnes.
[02:17.34]te kasle wal kraket witou asount.
[02:22.25]te boi wa anserten presons.
[02:25.26]te londskap wa sen srou te bodi.
[02:27.49]te sanlih wa expektet to aper to te sirber flut's melodi.
[02:33.42]a velveti blac surten als covert te easki.
[02:39.57]hi saw te frail kasle colapsen kite calmli.
[02:46.63]a krista birt fasc te lile boi wit frailitl.
[02:52.06]el tak him ouof te fores wo is fraihonet at te darnes.
[02:57.48]so plese sena fairi-son fron te deepes fores.
[03:02.87]e mus le iou eskap fron on ondles naht.
[03:28.10]ouof te gardon, mani flouer-fragmons are dropen en te went.
[03:34.19]tei areswimen srou te moset-woots wit us.
[03:40.87]hou bresles!
[03:43.96]bu we mus huri for a pas wher fairi son ekhos.
[03:49.75]on a cozi hil ouof te fores.
[03:52.50]we con jus se shiniant snowi sanris.
[03:57.39]loken don a vieu of a lonli toun,
[04:00.70]iou le me se te sorouful pises of a brokon krista-birt
[04:06.45]while saen wha temp twenki tei are
[04:08.95]somon kuckles merili
[04:16.59]a krista birt wals flour skeical sadow
[04:21.93]so iou mus tel te krista pises abou teir tronsion parten
[04:28.07]en mater of secons, holi sansen le iou vanis wit agiof kruel pen
[04:32.78]after iour exil,
[04:34.56]te ficsona sfer coms to be filet wit swee fog
[04:44.66]whon io's are losin te deepes fores of fairies
[04:50.67]te senpos id melodi of teharp ont flut.
[04:55.54]te son of fairies is geten fenter ant fenter
[04:59.08]bu te stori would nerver ont
[05:01.73]fairies woult continu to sen eternali for iou.